Well here we go, Chapter two, let's find out what happens with Sham and the Hunters shall we...
I don't Own PJO or TimeRiders
Thanks to Gabriela for having me read TimeRiders and giving me this idea!
To Iris for supporting me at school and listening to the somewhat constant chatter.
To Arabella for supporting me on the other side of the world!
To Saphier for being enthusiastic to hear more about Grace and Sham.
To Bella and Belle for making me take Saturday (Admittedly my biggest writing day) off to see a movie with them.
And to anyone who bothers to review this!
Two
My Training Goes Very, Very Wrong
Oh I tend to disappear here and there
So concentrate and you'll feel me everywhere
And well fill the metro skies with country air
If you're lost when you close your eyes I'll meet you there
-Owl City
Key – The Wild
The Conscious
The Instinct
Shamrock
Grace (2012)
She rolled out of bed and instinctively looked over at Shamrocks bed, it lay cold and empty as it had been for three days now. It was hard to come to terms with the fact that he was really gone, but she had. It's not like she had much of a choice. She changed quickly, then made her way to the door but she stopped, before leaving she straightened Shamrock's Pillows and blanket. There now it was clean and crisp, just the way Shamrock would have liked it.
The January morning air was cool and crisp. It felt good to get out in the early morning light and be able to feel the morning. There weren't many times like that, where she could honestly feel daylight on her skin. Still something was gone, she knew what it was, she had lost her best friend. Sure things hadn't been great between them at the time, if anything they were a little awkward, but he was still her friend.
It was then that Grace began to really feel the weight of this loss. It was very different then when she had lost her family because now there were two dozen others to share the grief with now, but she had never felt so alone in the cold cruel world. Sham had always been one to take a challenge head on, recklessly and blindly, even if it was going to get him killed. Grace had only known him a few weeks but those few weeks were some of the craziest of her life, but they were still the best. Wait, if she had only known him for a few weeks why did she remember attacking him in 2001? When he ought to have been six. No that couldn't be right, she distinctly remembered a 16 year old guy, Grace, Zoe and Emily had been ordered to hunt down in New York. The guy called himself Orion, but she was so sure it was Shamrock…
Orion (2001)
This isn't good. I thought.
Oh gee you think! My conscious screamed at me. We know them I'm telling you.
We? Who is we? There is me and then there is you. There is no 'We.' I retorted.
Whatever!
I got the feeling it was right though, we did know them and I know I recognized the red head, her green eyes full or disgust. The two dark one's just kind of blended together, but I thought I knew both of them, it was tugging in the back of my mind, aching to be free, but something was holding it back.
"I know you!" I insisted.
"Impossible!" Scoffed the one with the knife to my throat. The red head. I would have struggled but with a knife pressed to my throat that was kind of hard to do. I tried wiggling but that only caused me pain.
"I do, you're, you're… oh come on the annoying one!" I tried to remember I really did but I just couldn't.
"It's Grace!" She snapped, her grip on me wavering just long enough for me to slip out of her grip and turn to face her. She was so familiar, her green eyes the same color as the soft lush grass, her red hair the same color as a fire and the splash of freckles across her nose were all familiar, now if only I knew where from, that would be nice to know.
"Grace! I know you! I know you!" Then I did something really, really stupid, possibly the most stupid thing I have ever done in my life. I pulled her to me and kissed her. She pulled away, punched me between the eyes and before I could register what happened, dots did a little jig in front of my eyes and I fell unconscious to the floor.
Sal
"You are right, he cannot be the one we are looking for, release them and come, we must tell Lady Artemis." The one with the circlet said. Grace was about to say something but instead she bent over and vomited.
"Yuck." She scowled. She stood up and the girls moved away. Sal ducked into the house and called; "Liam! Orion got punched in the face by a girl and is unconscious would you help me move him?"
"Right." She heard him say. "Coming!" Together they brought him inside and put him back on his bunk. 'Why was he punched.
"He kissed a girl and she didn't take it too kindly." Sal panted still recovering from their run and the incident back there.
"Where?" He asked.
"Outside our door." Liam stared at her. "Oh they were very quiet about it." Orion stirred and opened his eyes.
Orion
I woke in a daze and seeing double of everything. It took me a moment to get my bearings and when I did I noticed that Liam, Maddy and Sal were bent over me looking concerned. I blinked.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You were punched." Maddy explained. "You shouldn't try to sit up." I sat up. "I just said you shouldn't sit up."
"Yes but who listens to that, my first instinct when someone tells me not to do something is to go and do what they told me not to." I informed. "So I was punched?"
"By a girl." Liam nodded.
"After you kissed her. and then she threw up." Sal muttered. This didn't make me feel any better, if anything it made me feel worse than I did before. I made a mental note never to kiss anyone again.
"If it's any consolation Becks could rip my head off." Liam tried.
"It's not really." I said. "Look could I be left alone? I have to think some things over."
"Sure, come on you guys. We can watch Harry Potter." Maddy grabbed them.
"Oh not again!" Liam complained.
"Yes again." Maddy drug the two of them out of the room.
I sighed and leaned back against my bunk. Grace. Grace, where do I know a Grace? There was no way she was the Grace from my picture. It just wasn't possible, that Grace was nice, but they were so a like, that it was scary.I turned it around in my mind. I was getting angry, I just wanted to punch something. I stood up, growled and punched the wall. A very stunned Maddy, and Liam looked at me through the hole I had just made. I fathomed that they knew that I was in a bad mood due to the fact that they both turned back to the Television without saying a word to me, but Liam's eyebrows were trying to escape, and they were nearly to the boarder of his hair line. When Sal walked in she peered at me, raised a quizzical eyebrow and sat down. She opened her mouth but before she could say anything Maddy held up a hand in Don't-Ask gesture.
I sat back down on the edge of the bed and exhaled. After a few minutes I lay down. It was around 10:00 am and the sky was filled with columns of smoke. I had been so sure I knew her, I looked around the bleak room. The walls were crumbling brick (Except for the wall I had punched that one was obviously dry wall.) and there were no posters hung up or even a photograph or two except for the fuzzy black and white one that looked more like a used napkin. The only signs that people lived here were the beds, all four were made with their small touches. Liam made his like you would on the cabin of a ship, Sal made hers neat and clean like in a girls room, and Maddy just kind of threw her blanket and pillows on the bed. The throw rug was a faded purple and green flower. That was it, nothing on my bed, nothing, but the forlorn grayish blue comforter.
I walked silently into the room where Maddy and the others were, all sitting on the couch. They were obviously close friends, they all sat huddled together watching the movie, like siblings. I immediately decided I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't get close to them. I moved silently over to the cupboard and pulled out a pencil and stack of paper. Then I moved back to my bunk and began to draw what I remember. I drew Grace with her knife to my throat, then I drew her lying in the grass. I had a vague memory of a group of girls. That was it.
I could hear the credits rolling and Liam came in and looked over my shoulder. I was busy drawing a large pine tree with a dragon around it. I remembered it, clear as day but only that image, not where it was, or what it was from. I wished I did though.
"Where's that?" Liam asked.
"I don't know." I shrugged. I had the feeling that there was a sign next to the tree that was supposed to say something but I didn't know what. It was all so important, I remembered only non-important things, everything I needed to know seemed to be buried deeper in my memory, the place's I couldn't access.
"Mads sent me back here to talk to you about a training mission." He said. I nodded, not saying anything but implicitly signaling him to go on. "It's just to train you to be able to handle time travel. That's it." I looked up at him cheerlessly.
"I'm not from here. I have to go home." I said succinctly then turned back to my drawing. It was rude but I wasn't in the mood to be polite.
"We just want you to be ready." He said.
I frowned. "No. I'm not going to do it. If you can find out where I'm from, and send me back there then maybe I'll do it. Maybe, but not definitely."
"Orion, if we send you back, you will have to die." He said softly. This had obviously caused him some problems. "We only recruit people who would die otherwise, those who won't be missed because they're dead."
"Do you even know where I came from?" I wondered.
"No." He admitted "I'm sure Maddy can figure it our though, she's smart enough for it."
I raised my eyebrows questioningly "If that was meant to be a threat then I would work on your foreboding."
"It wasn't I'm just saying that if you want to know, the person who could figure it out is Maddy." He grinned a goofy lopsided grin.
"Okay then. Thank you." I stood up and walked into the back room. Maddy was seated at the computer playing chess with Bob. "Maddy?"
She answered but didn't look up "yes Orion?" She was obviously still a little unhappy with Liam or maybe me, but what did I do?
"Can you figure it out?" I asked.
"Yes I suppose it's possible." She instantly knew what I was talking about, which was nice because I didn't really want to explain to her what Liam had to me.
"Then let's get started." I sat down. She blinked.
"Um okay. What technology do you remember?" She asked
"Um, IPod, Ipad, Laptop, television, and cell phone." I said. She jotted that down.
"Definitely from the future, who is the last president you remember?" She asked.
"Obama." I answered.
"Okay so between 2008-2016." She muttered. "How much of your past do you remember?"
"Um, there was a red head girl, Grace. A group of a Dozen girls in silver hunting tunics, with bows and arrows, and their hair was braided and they hated men." I said.
"That sounds, ancient Greek or like an all-girls school filled with feminists." She was clearly puzzled. "Anyway continue."
"Then there is one person other than Grace who stood out amongst the rest. She had long auburn hair, silver eyes, she was a about my height, looked maybe twelve, except for in her eyes which appeared to be thousands of years old, and she was the leader of this group of girls." I said.
"On a scale of one to ten how important do you believe she was?" Maddy asked, Sal was drawing something.
"Eleven." I said.
"Okay then, I would guess from around my time but I can't be sure." Maddy sighed in defeat.
"Did she look like this?" Sal held up her drawing, it looked like the Auburn haired girl I remembered.
I nodded. "Yes she looked like that but I wish I knew who they were." I said.
"Orion, who do you think Grace was too you?" Maddy choose her words carefully.
I didn't want to answer, I felt that if I shared what I thought she was that it would disappear and leave me forever. Then I would be alone.
After some hesitation I said; "I don't know."
"Yes you do. You don't have to tell me though, I understand why you would keep that from us. You just need the right time." Maddy nodded she did understand, and a look of guilt crossed her face. "Okay then let's get some lunch."
"Oh! Can we get Indian food?" Sal asked.
"If you want, but you and Orion are going to pick it up." She said, Sal stood up and grabbed my hand, and drug me out the door.
"Gods what was that for?" I asked.
"Sorry, Maddy's just seemed a bit stressed right now so I thought it would be best to get mister amnesiac out of her way." Sal explained as she released her grip on my hand and slowed to a walking pace.
"Mister Amnesiac?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at her.
"Yeah, I mean like how do we even know if Orion is your real name?" She asked.
"I guess…" I rubbed my arm; it felt stronger than the other one, like I had lifted something heavy in it that the other one hadn't had to hold.
"So do you know anything about self-defense?" She asked.
"Why?" I wondered.
"Well you just seem like the kind of guy who would, muscled, like you spend lots of time in the forest or fighting people." She shrugged.
"I don't really know, but I guess I wouldn't know until I tried." I said. She kept quizzing me on random things, like my favorite planet (To which I answered the moon, and she said that it was just a rock in earth's orbit) my favorite color (Silver) my favorite name (I didn't know how to answer that one.) my favorite animal, eventually I started answering with the first thing that came to mind. Take the question about my favorite fruit I said "Celery." She frowned and told me that wasn't a fruit and moved on.
When we finally made it back to the archway I was pretty sure I had told her everything I knew about the world around us. I shot Maddy a-what-did-I-do-to-you? Look and sulked into the dining room. Liam was seated in one of the chairs around the table, I took the one next to him, Maddy and Sal sat out the food, which we ate straight from the take out boxes.
Why did they all have to be so nice? Would it really kill them to be mean for once? That way maybe I wouldn't feel so guilty for not wanting to get along well with them. Then I got my wish when Sal said I should fight Becks outside.
"Come on Sal, I can't be that mean to the poor guy." Liam said. He was way to good natured. "He'd get killed."
This made me angry so I said; "I'll do it." They all looked at me like I was a mad man, which at this point I very well may have been.
"It's your death." Maddy said.
Liam turned to Becks "Beck's you are going to fight Orion after lunch, don't kill him or hurt him too much."
"Affirmative Liam." Becks nodded.
We stepped outside and I got into a fighting stance it felt good, like I'd done this before. Like I was back doing what I was born to do.
Oh yes, yes! YES! Everything inside me screamed I smiled. The way the other three looked at me it was demonic, and twisted. Come on we can show them that we aren't hopeless!
I've told you there is no we there is me and you not we! Then I lunged at Becks. She had a serious advantage here, she was big and she didn't have to think, but I had this little voice in my head. Which I should get checked out.
Left! Right! Kick! Duck! I did as it told, then I got another urge hold out your left arm! I did as it told me to, then a long, ornately carved Silver Bow was in my hand. It seemed to be made out of moonlight, the wood was light as a feather, but the string was tight enough to send an arrow flying like a bullet, the silver paint glowed like the moon and as I reached to pull back on the string a silver arrow appeared in my hand, I knocked it and pulled back. It flew into the wall and lodged itself in a wooden sign, but the power of the arrow dictated that it should have broken a normal bow. It wasn't a normal bow though it was special, now if only I knew why it was so special.
He's back!Another voice said in my head.
Sh! Conscious shut up! The previous voice said.
Right, sorry! I froze, so did Becks.
Sal was the one to break the silence "What is that?" Her mouth was agape, Maddy nodded clearly impressed, and Liam nodded in satisfaction.
"I-I don't know." It felt so right to hold the bow in my hand. I had a feeling I should know why the bow was suddenly there.
"What's a Shamrock?" Sal asked reading the back of the bow I shrugged.
"I don't know." I said.
"A shamrock is a clover." Liam explained. "It's the national emblem of Ireland. Me mam loved them."
"Yeah but what's the word doing on the back of Orion's bow?" Sal asked.
"I would say it was his name but shamrock isn't a name, it's probably pointless." Maddy shrugged. "Who's that?"
I whipped around and the three girls were back. "Oh great the Girl Scouts." I rolled my eyes. "If you're here to beat me up you've already accomplished that, if it's to say you're sorry (Which I doubt) I don't accept, if it's to tell me about the bow then go right ahead."
"No we are only wondering where you got the bow?" The one called Grace asked.
"I wish I knew. Bye." I turned on my heel and walked back into the house. Liam and the others fallowed me. As soon as we were back in the house I ran into the bed room and started to rip my pillow to shreds, with my hands and teeth like and animal.
"Remind me not to get on the bad side of Orion." Liam muttered to Maddy. The bow had disappeared and the pillow was in shreds, feathers covered the bed, me and the surrounding three feet. I was panting hard as I felt pent up anger build up inside and begin to boil over.
"I wish-"I stopped I was about to say I wish that I was home, but I didn't know where home was. I sat down on the bed and Maddy came over. "Go away!" I snarled at her. She nodded mutely then walked out of the room, Sal in her wake. Liam lingered though.
"I know you're stressed." He snarled. "I know what it's like to know that you'll never see your family again, but don't talk that way to Maddy. Ever." I guess he did have some fight in him.
I snapped. "You don't know what it's like! I don't even remember who my family is! For all I know I'm the forbidden son of some random Greek Virgin Goddess, I run around in the forest and get into trouble all the time! For all I know Grace could be some off limits maiden hunter who I have fallen for (Gods I hope not) and my dad could be some random crazy guy whom I've never meet and will never meet!"
Liam nodded. "I don't care. Just don't speak like that to Maddy!" He walked out of the room leaving me alone with the voices in my head.
That was harsh!Voice two said.
Yeah could you be meaner?The first voice said.
"Shut up!" I yelled.
Fine, fine the voices chorused. Then they left me to myself.
I was not a happy camper, these people were way too nice, I was starting to feel bad about not being friends. I lay down on the bed and even though it was about one in the afternoon I fell asleep.
Liam
After an hour or so Maddy told him to go and wake Orion up. He walked into the bedroom and Orion was stretched out on the bed. He did seem like the kind of guy to sleep on his problems. Liam walked back into the living room.
"He was asleep." He sat down next to Maddy.
"Well wake him up, we have to get training started." She said.
"Fine but if I get my arm snapped your to blame." He grumbled.
Orion/Shamrock
When Liam woke me up I was not very happy, I scowled and rolled out of the bed. Liam winced like he half expected me to kill him or something. I walked into the back room where Sal was filling the fishbowl.
"You're late." She remarked.
I scowled "I had a cat nap."
"Well get into your under clothes." Sal said.
"What?" I raised my eyebrows in protest. I hadn't thought that I would enjoy this at all but now that she was telling me to get into my underwear I knew I wouldn't hate it, I would detest it.
"Well to minimize contamination levels we have to go in out underwear." Maddy said, coming out in a black t-shirt and shorts. "Almost ready Sal?"
"Yeah just let the guys and Becks get ready, I'll set the coordinates." Sal leapt down and turned off the hose. Becks came out dressed exactly like Maddy.
"How come they get to wear t-shirts?" I asked. Liam started to take his shirt off.
"Because," He said. "They're Ladies." The way he said all of this made me think that I should know it already. I stood there awkwardly for a few minutes; Beck cocked her head and stared at me.
"Why don't you get ready?" She wondered. I sighed; she was definitely not accustomed to Human behavior. Which meant she was really not accustomed to my behavior.
"Because it's… weird, I thought we weren't supposed to undress in front of each other." I said.
"We aren't." Maddy said.
"These are just special circumstances." Liam said.
"On this training mission we are going to Dallas Texas." Maddy explained, completely ignoring the fact that I wasn't done discussing this topic.
"Wait how is that time travel?" I asked.
"Let me finish!" She snapped. Red heads, so-o-o temperamental! "We are going to Dallas Texas, 1963."
"Why?" I asked. "Why don't we just hop on a plane and go there in our time, we can see a football game, or a movie. Why does it have to be 1963?"
"Shut up!" Maddy yelled. "We are going to stop the assassination of President Kennedy for a few minutes then we are going to correct our mistake."
"Why wouldn't the world be much better if we just left him alive?" I asked.
"That's the problem! Then someone else would have to go back and fix it! We can't just go changing history, willy nilly! That would be a disaster!" She yelled.
"But-"I started, but Liam held up a hand in a stop-talking-now gesture. I nodded.
"Good boy, he understands now. Get in your boxers. Now." The tone of Maddy' voice told me that if I argued she would set Beck's on me.
Finally I stood at the edge of the tank, in my green shamrock boxer shorts. Sal looked like she was trying not to laugh, Maddy looked like she was freezing and Liam looked terrified.
"Am I that frightening?" I asked.
"No, Liam's afraid of water." Becks said. "Now get in or I am under orders to pull you in." I sighed and lowered myself into the freezing water. I gripped the side.
"When the count gets down to five take a deep breath and go under the water." Maddy instructed.
I nodded. "How long do we have?"
"Fifteen seconds. Ten seconds. Five – ABORT!" Beck screamed suddenly "ABORT! ABORT!" I felt my chest seize up in panic.
Liam looked like a trapped wild animal, and like he was about to pass out or start attacking us. I saw Maddy reach for his hand; her eyes were full of fear too, but not fear for her life. Liam looked like he was afraid we would die here, which now that I think about, we could have.
Sal's hand reached for the abort button, but before she could press it we were sucked into a whirl of white…
Lilly
White, all white. Pure panic flooded Lilly's body and she sat bolt upright in bed, breathing heavily, seat making her shirt stick to her back, and running down her face, she wiped it off and looked around.
Her room, the white curtains fluttering in the breeze, which was coming through the open window, the moon light shining on to the window seat. She rolled out of bed and closed the window, deciding that she needed to calm down she went down stairs and opened the fridge. She poured herself a glass of milk and sat down at the kitchen table. As she drank the milk she had a bit of rare thinking time.
She couldn't believe it had been a full week since he had been gone; there was no sign of Lady Artemis or her brother. She still had a hard time believing they were related, he was a rebel, she over thought things, he was reckless, she was cautious, he didn't care what happened to him, she wanted to make it past High School.
She looked over at the phone and decided to call Grace, even though it was three in the morning there she had a feeling Grace would answer. She ran the tap and tossed in a drachma.
"Grace O'Donally, Camp Half-Blood." She requested. The Iris message showed Grace, but she was asleep, curled on top of Shamrock's blankets, a book lying on the bed next to her. Lilly sighed, great. She ran her hand through the mist and decided to try Jake. She dialed the number on the phone.
"Lilly?" Sam's voice answered.
"Oh hey Sam, is Jake there?" She asked.
"No it's midnight, he's sleeping." Sam sounded annoyed.
"Oh, sorry, I just thought maybe he was on patrol. Can you wake him up?" She asked.
"I would but he's not here." He sighed.
"But you just said he was asleep." Lilly countered.
"Yeah, at the Cullen's and I know how much you hate them so I won't bother telling you to call them. Night Lilly." He said.
"Night Sam." She hung up the phone. She knew she wasn't going to get any more sleep so she walked into the living room and turned the television on. She didn't really pay any attention to it; it was more to make her feel like she wasn't so alone in the world.
I wish- Lilly stopped herself, she was about to say 'I wish Poseidon was here' and she had told herself several years ago (Fine when she was seven) that she would never rely on him for anything again.
You need someone a voice said in her head.
Lady Artemis?She asked.
No dear, I am your Animal Instinct, but you may call me Annie.
So you can't help me?She wondered.
Alas, no. Only Conscious, or Wild could do that and since Conscious had gone silent and Wild is quite they can't help you.
Oh, why Annie?
I'll explain another time, but I have to go now Lilly. Remember you're never alone, the ghosts are always there.
Before Lilly could protest her mind went silent. The ghosts. What the hades was that supposed to mean? The ghosts? Then she got it.
"Nico!" She said aloud. Then she heard a laugh.
"Present and accounted for." Then out of the shadow's stepped Nico Di Angelo. Black hair tousled, aviator's jacket unzipped, and sword in hand.
She jumped. "Nico, what are you doing in my house?" She asked.
"Well I was actually shadow traveling when I heard you so I came here instead. Now do you mind telling me why you need me?" He asked, but before she could stop herself she ran over and hugged him. Awkwardly, he hugged her back.
"I'm alone. I don't have anyone but the voices in my head." She found herself saying. "They aren't even that helpful!"
"Well um I think you can take clozapine for the voices." He said.
"No not like that, it's my instinct that wants to be called Annie." She said.
"Um, okay? Well why am I here?" He asked.
Nico
As soon as he asked that she was crying, if there was one thing he hated more than people, light, and things that are alive it was crying things. To be particular, crying girls. He tried to comfort her but in truth he just wasn't that good at it.
"He's gone, Nico. Shamrock is gone. My brother is gone." She kept saying, he guided her over to the couch and sat her down.
"Well if it makes you feel any better, he might not be." He whispered.
"You keep saying that but how can you know that?" She cried looking up at him her, metallic green eyes boring into his soul.
"Well, I've been searching the Elysium, and The Fields of Asphodel, I even checked the Fields of Punishment. He wasn't there; I asked the judges for every name they've been through and spent time at the entrance. If he was dead he would have been through by now." He explained.
"Well then where is he?" Lilly pressed.
"I don't know I've devoted time to trying to find out what that flash of silver light that Grace saw was and from what Athena, and Apollo say it looked like a time portal was opened." Nico grimaced.
"A time portal? To where?" She asked.
"We don't know, we've been working on that, but more importantly we've been working on who opened it. If we can find them they can tell us where he was sent, and maybe how to get him back." He said.
"Why are you doing all that?" She asked. "I'm grateful but it seems so hopeless, why bother?"
"Because I know what it's like to lose someone you care for deeply and as much as I hate your mom –No offence to Lady Artemis- I wouldn't wish that on anyone. It's the worst thing in the world. If someone had done that for me when Bianca died then maybe I would be more at ease, but I know where Bianca is. I'm okay. You guys don't even know where he is, or if he'll come back. Lilly, I promise I will do anything, everything and more to find out what happened to Shamrock." He said the pain evedent in his dark eyes.
"Thank you Nico." She hugged him. "Thank you so much." Nico hugged her for a while longer and then realized she had fallen asleep, he stood up and pulled a blanket over her. She looked peaceful which was rare.
"You're welcome Lilly. Sweet Dreams." He walked over to an arm chair and fell asleep.
The Underworld
"Have you done it?" A clocked figure asked, gazing into a glass ball that sat on a table.
"Yes, I have, don't worry you soon will have your revenge on Lady Artemis." A voice said from the shadows, though the accent was light it sounded like Grace, only deeper and like it had dark intentions. It was deffinatly male though.
"Good, good, now when to bring him home…"
Who is this mysterious figurein the underworld? What happened to Sham, Becks, Maddy, and Liam? What's going on between Lilly and Nico? Why am I asking these things, I'm the author?
Okay that said, I will see you next week my loyal readers (Because if you read this then you read the other two!)
-To Thine Own Self Be True101
